Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 94
This Better Be A Dream

As I sit, wondering
I've waited two hours
Just for you to send
A single message
Yet another confusing signal
Because you know
I'd wait 'til Hell froze over
Wait until God himself
Drew his final breath
I'd wait 'til the night turns to day
Just to hear your voice
Get another choice
Get one last chance
One last try
I'll wait eternity and more
And on judgment day
I'll stand up and scream
This better be a dream


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